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We've got ponds where we've never had ponds before. The river's burst its banks and flooded what its supposed to flood.... drum roll.... the flood plain. I saw an egret there while walking the pooch yesterday.

We have four 1500 litre water tanks that were nearly empty that are now full again, so free water for the polytunnel. The leeks are thriving, the wheat is growing fast but I think the spuds have rotted, we haven't got a single one. Win some lose some I suppose.

I'm desperate to feel warm again! No wonder the swallows are staying away.

Really? I wonder if it's the one I have or had. My last tuner died on me (well, not exactly "on" me that would have been a really peculiar session!) and I had a letter from the local music shop on the morning of the day I was about to ring him to come and do it again (tune the piano, not die... stop it, Giz!) and they sent someone else who had been his work partner for years. The one who died was called Kim Norton, lovely guy - not him, then?

If it's someone else, could you PM me with the name? as I always like to keep my options open

And for about the twelfth day in succession it's pouring out there. Very dispiriting. Shall have to make jokes or something

Gizzy in Cambridge
The sinking feeling I have today is only on account of my office chair having a weak hydraulic link somewhere which means every so often I start descending an inch at a time till I'm a foot lower. Causes great hilarity in piano lessons and a crick in the neck when I'm trying to read the monitor

Gill the Piano wrote:Easier to find the notes when they're at eye level, innit?

But then my hands would be around the level of my chin.

When my eyesight, which is ****** at best, was at its worst, I couldn't tell sharps and flats from fingerings in some light unless I really leaned forwards. And that casued problems. You see, like most women, I have a chest. And in order to see the notes, my chest was resting on my hands and I couldn't move them

It certainly helped when he fell downstairs in the middle of the night when I was 10 and broke his right arm rather noisily (landed on flagstones, eek ). At the time he was the organist of St John's in Glastonbury (4 manual instrument) and although obviously he missed one week, the next Sunday he was back at the organ playing with one hand, two feet and loads of couplers.

I never really managed the feet either, and used the excuse that I was too short to reach the pedals properly, but I do know some quite young kids can do it and some short adults. I think it was mainly practice. Lack of. I think I played Jerusalem once with pedals, and I could manage the Twister-like legato fingering. I haven't played an organ in chirch for years now, though.

SIXTY YEARS OF REIGN!!!
I was in THE London (as my daughter who works there proudly calls it) yesterday on the south bank. The Eye was all decked out in its red white and blue lights at night. Looked great.

We (sensibly) decamped straight to the warm, dry kitchen. I've never seen the point of barbecues anyway; I can do meat with charred outsides and raw innards without dragging everything into the garden to do it. I often wonder why these affairs are conducted a matter of feet from a fully-functioning kitchen.

No, a Man Thing about playing with fire! We have a real fire and whenever men come round they always want to put a log on/poke the fire (NOT a euphemism)/ put some coal on.
My mum always said if you played with fire you'd wet the bed...!

Gill the Piano wrote:
My mum always said if you played with fire you'd wet the bed...!

Now, I hadn't heard that one.
Daughter#1 went through a pyromaniac phase. She was the one who used to wet the bed (a bit) when she and her sister were in bunks. Being the bigger one, she was in the top bunk. And the answer is yes poor little #2 frequently woke up under a slightly damp and smelly duvet.

However, I think the playing-with-matches phase (once she managed to melt a big hole in an acrylic carpet) was when she was about 10, which would have been a good 6-7 years later. It was probably a step on to her first career in analytical chemistry. So maybe it worked the other way round with her.